Look Alike

(Erriador Intelligence Services)

In a pitch dark dusk the scarce illumination from the garden lights reveals five silhouettes.

Rhett and Elk sat accross facing each other.

"Are you gonna talk or?" Rhett voices out breaking the silence. 

Elk leisurely sips his black tea, then he places the cup down in it's plate, resonating a clink sound.

"Raka is aiming for the Ruhd. He has hundreds of hostages trapped in the Hotel Aurora." Elk explains.

"Raka switched from a mafia to terrorist?" Rhett chuckles.

Elk stares at him emotionless, not finding him funny.

"Every nation conspires to get their hands on Ruhd. Although why Raka wants it is not clear, he will do anything for power."

Elk pauses before continuing, "Ruhd is a threat to humanity. No matter what Ruhd cannot fall into the hands of savages."

He declares making Rhett forrow his eyebrows.

"He thinks some mere hostages could erk the authorities to satisfy his demands?"

"Lily, president's daughter is one of them.

You have to get the president's daughter Lily out safely no matter what. The other citizens should be in the back of your mind." Elk sternly specifies.

"What if I forget her?" 

Hearing his leader Ace coughs. The other two standing next to him glares at the guy making him zip up shut.

"These are strict orders straight from above, President dots on his only child.

Any scratch or we are to be damned." Elk nonchalant of his words declares.

"I don't care." Rhett calmly states.

The world does not revolve around Lily and the planets will likely not collide and collapse if she's harmed.

"Then I shall be gone." He stands up.

"I could do the mission if boss did not harbour any specific expectations. Well.. forget it." He turns around leaving.

They were specifically called to save President's daughter, without any compassion on the hundreds of hostages.

It would not matter if those citizens die but Mr. President's daughter should not have a single scratch.

Elk sighs seeing him rigid. In his eyes Rhett's still the same reckless and a rebellous teenager.

'That kid I ought to slap him!'

"Alright! Mission's on your hands Czar. Do not dissatisfy me!" 

Rhett pauses his steps and tilts his head looking over his shoulders, he raises his brows, "Sure! You know the amount right?" 

Elk closes his eyes vexed, "Sure!" He ensures smiling through his gritted teeth.

Rhett nods ambling out the organisation center.

The trio pays their respect to their Boss and trails behind Rhett.

While, Elk stands there watching Rhett's frame disappear with deep thoughts.

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(Hotel Aurora)

"Raka, are you sure you want to do this?" Zev, Raka's right hand man asks him.

"Hmm." With a resting expression he replies. His consciousness occupied by the file in his hands.

"Raka...we don't even know if Miss Noe's still alive. Isn't this too much?" Zev queries unsure.

Raka creases his brows, Zev's extremely distressed. The file brutally tossed on the ground.

Zev had no moment to process, Raka lunged forward, strangled him. Forcing him to crash on the wall, he chokes him brutally.

"Stay on your damn limit!" Raka hisses, pressing each word, hard. Now was he to advice him to set bounds for his need of Neva?

A knock on the door seizes Raka's awareness. He looses his grip on Zev's neck, jerking him off to the ground. Zev coughs out, gasping for air.

"Come in." Raka says, the door opens revealing one of his men.

"Boss, there's a problem. President's daughter caused a ruckus." He announces.

"What happened?" Lacking enthusiasm Raka inquires, sighing.

"She stabbed one of our comrades." He returns with a straight face.

Raka raises a brow, "Fiesty." His lips curves up a side to form a smirk.

---

Rhett was summoned to tame Raka's advancing crimes.

Yet they had to take care of some unusual mission's coming head-on for them ahead instead.

Cities being threatened by bombs.

Some towns had already been drowned in explosions.

Fear and misery hangs in the hearts of the citizens, awaiting their dead. An unknown power scheming to destroy lives. More than a week, tears in anguish already passed by.

In abscence of a quiet peaceful sigh, the news of Raka's dominating Marioth threatened both involved and uninvolved citizens.

City Marioth located in Country Serei, have been dominated my Raka.

The four elite agents have reached Hotel Aurora. The place where hostages were held captive by Raka.

The team knocks out the men guarding the area.

--

"Sky, did you hack in the system?" Rhett inquires putting on a silencer on his revolver.

"Yes Czar, President's daughter's kept separate in the west room 12th floor, room number 446, each floor has a room of fifty or more hostages." Agent Sky the hacker of the team replies.

"Ace, head up a viewpoint that allows the clearest, perfect shot." Rhett orders agent Ace, the sniper of the team.

"Roger that Boss." Ace responds in a professional tone, stripped off his usual—goofy self.

"Hunter, you're with me."

"Roger." Agent Hunter the explosive specialist replies, heading inside the hotel, along the leader.

---

Czar and Hunter sneakily gets inside the Hotel. Ruthlessly injuring and killing Raka's goons in the process.

"Sky, Now." Czar commands, he continues snapping a neck to dead, the bone being broken, creates a disturbing sound.

"Gotcha..." With a clean swap Agent sky hacks in all the security cameras.

Manipulating the lightings in accord with it's requirements.

The mission was in action.

Rhett and Hunter eliminating obstacles heads ground through ground, freeing the crowd of captives. Ace on a distance covers up for them.

On the other side. "Raka, they are on the move." Zev informs interrupting Ishmael's smoke session.

Raka agapes his lips exhaling white smoke.

"What about the special team?"

"They have made their advance."

---

"Czar, Raka's heading towards Lily's room."

Sky notifies Rhett.

"Got it, it's only Lily now." Czar remarks, leaning on a wall and refilling the bullets on his gun.

The team injured almost all of Raka's troop.

"Czar, Lily has been put into an explosive belt." Sky returns after a moment.

"Sky, Ace get the hostages out of here. Fast!" Czar reacts, commanding the team their next move.

"Got it."

"Roger."

Shortly Rhett and Hunter attains the door to Lily's room. Bursting the door open, they step in with caution.

The girl's eyes enlarges in gladness, she was tied up in a chair suffocatingly. A tape on her mouth, hushing her continuous, ear piercing screams.

Alert gaze scans the room. Czar gets a glance of Lily wrapped up in explosives. The timer active, set to five minutes.

He perceives no one else other than Lily.

Lily gets a glimpse of him, her eyebrows creasing in bewilderment.

A presence was felt. A man: tall and sturdy, formally dressed in a dark blazer, hair tied up in a man-bun. From out the shadows, he sleekly strides towards them.

Guns pointed to his head, he raises his hands. Feigning a surrender to Hunter and his leader. The object in his right hand, though results his dominance in this bloody game.

A muscle in his jaw twitches in fury. What Rhett knows is, in Raka's hand is the push-button control, trigger of the bomb.

Rhett clenches his hold on the weapon. More than prepared to penetrate a hole in his skull.

Under the lights, Raka's features appears. His countenance translucent for the eyes.

Lily feels a chill spiking down her spine.

The contract in Rhett's pupils, speaks one being astonished from the crazy flip of events. He matches their gaze, Raka stunned stares back at him.

Him in action, always found it repulsive to mask his face. Rhett's face was bare, abscend of disguise. A deep frown in his forehead, what does this scene supposed to mean?

The two other, Lily and Hunter, their eyes bulges out, their shocked gazes travelling between the two men.

The one by Hunter's side is a soldier in uniform, who had layed down his life for the country. Gun on his hand, aimed at the Don of criminal.

Lily and Hunter could not believe their eyes, baffled–goosebumps rising on their bodies.

"Why do we look the same?" The tensed atmosphere was slashed with Rhett's question. Sails anger and confusion in his eyes.

Ishmael himself, carries a hint of surprise in his orbs.

Why were their countenance identical?

A pathetic scene, they remain calm, minds hurling to form answers. The foe is a look alike of the other.

There remains no possibility Raka ever knew Czar, or had ever seen him.

Nor, Rhett, have ever been able to crack Ishmael's identity. Both of the men, has been mysterious in their own style.

Either, one of them were fake, or this was a pure coincidence and nature's play.

"Am I supposed to respond to you?" Ishmael remarks in his consistent, cold voice.

Rhett raises one of his brows. 'Bastard!'

"You are surrounded, hand me the remote." He demands, time was fleeting. He certainly wouldn't wish to die here.

Ishmael smirks, before he could retort back, a ringing noise of a phone resonates throughout the stiff room. He fishes out the device from the pocket of his lengthy coat. Nonchalantly, he swipes the option answer. Afraid not, since the single press of his finger could destroy all of the lives in the closed area.

"Boss, mission completed." A manly voice on the other side informs.

"Good." Raka smugly returns, he hangs up the call.

He swiftly spares a glance at Lily. She had close to no use for him.

"Such a pity." He mutters.

Ishmael then directs his gaze to Rhett. "Pleasingly...our chat ends here."

In a sudden, the faint sound of an evtol approaching from a distance becomes clearer. An evtol has come to fetch Raka.

The transparent floor to ceiling window, enabled them to see an evtol hovering by the balcony of the suite they were currently in.

Rhett could do nothing, he watched as Raka moved backwards. Eyes on them, the guns aimed at him. In a moment, he was out through the door, and on the balcony.

Ishmael turns around, peering ahead, he prepares his muscles for a gamble.

What meets one's eye, is the tall and robust legs of his racing. Reminding one of a high sea. His right foot lands him up on the handrail of the glasses railing. Raka vaults, bearing no fault so painfully smooth on to the evtol, through it's open door for him.

Prior to closing the door of the aircraft, Raka throws the remote, in aims of crashing it on the balcony. Rhett rushed out, a reflex, almost close to end.

He catches the remote, safely.

"Farewell!" Raka wishes aloud.

Rhett grits his teeth in fury, his form still and rigid. Glaring at the departed evtol.

He glances down at the remote, his appearance darkens shades deeper. The remote bomb moronically useless.

The explosion could not be caused or stopped by the device.

Raka fooled them.

The explosive automatic and abscend in control. He escaped unharmed.

Rhett could not be any more irritated.

"Hunter! Hurry!" Rhett yells for Hunter, all has been left in his hands.

"Roger!" Hunter returns. He swiftly glances at the weeping Lily. He fails to reassure her, focusing to diffuse the complicated bomb. He swallows, a little anxious.

"Are the hostages out?" Rhett connects to Sky, inquiring her through the earpiece.

"They are safe Czar." Sky responds, away from the Hotel Aurora with the civilians safely on a distance.

Sky and Ace had already taken care of the hostages.

He rushes inside the suite, commanding the elite soldier to bring in his exceptional skill to action.

Thirty seconds...the time Hunter had been left to prevent a disaster and diffuse the bomb.